Chapter 9

Richard

Richard made his way out of the establishment, following the area that had been marked out for smoking, it was hard to follow the markings with the building's shaky light and he really did not care about going the right way so he just walked wherever his legs led him to. 

He was faced with two ways, one led up a short flight stairs and ended with a door.

The other led down an equally shirt flight of stairs with a door at the end also.

Richard thought for a second before he picked the one that led up.

He found himself outside on a small balcony with a view of the back of the club, the city lights and air that practically tasted of smoke, people had definitely put this place to a lot of use.

The balcony was supposed to be one for smoking but Richard only smoked a specific brand of cigars and he had brought none along with him so he just remained there, staring at the lights .